01 June 2017

Itchy Feet


















Wander azure streets as an auburn sun sets shadows down worn down cobblestones, set in place generations before in a nation of ever changing tides, where viewpoints crashed like pitchforks against blades of grass that, when piled high, acted as beds for napping boys. Each step you walk on unfamiliar land carries the weight of thousands before you, feet marching in the same direction but hands never greeting in a shake. 

23:12 May 23, 2017. 

Missing getting lost in unfamiliar lands. Here's a throwback to May 2016, Puerto Rico.